What to do...
Mar. 25th, 2005 04:21 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
joegodaMy dearest friend is losing someone very dear to her. It's been expected, and it's no surprise, but nobody is ever prepared for it, and frankly, I don't care when it comes, even as a relief, it still sucks.
Sherry is losing her mother. Now, Sherry and I go way back to where she first introduced herself to me and my first reaction to her was to be condescending. From that moment to now, I have loved her as a sister, a lover, a near-wife (she was smart enough not to marry me), a friend, and now, as a part of my heart and soul.
Sherry has been the rock for a number of us, because she worked very hard to be supportive. She never pointed fingers that I saw and attempted to see the sides of all stories, even if the stories contained elements that brought her personal and emotional pain.
Sherry is a person that deserves the very best, not because she's a perfect person, but because she strives to be, continously in her heart. She gets tired, she gets sick, she gets worn out and down by life, but by God, she goes on and on and feels badly if she cannot give her 110 percent to the aid of her family, friends and loved ones.
Right now, she's hurting, and she'll be hurting for a while. She lost her sister last year to the Reaper, and is loosing her momma to the same person even as I write this. It sucks to lose so much in so short a time. No.. it more than sucks.. it seems incredibly unfair that this should be happening to her.
Her mother has always been in her life, as all of ours are. The guiding force behind a great many decisions and a support when needed. Her mother was a MOM. Not a force to be reckoned with, or a force to be denied. Her mother will continue to be in her life, even as the years go on.
Sherry will continue. She is much stronger than even she believes, and she will go on. It is a sad thing that her laughter, for the next few months, or years, will contain just a little less light, a little less joy, and her eyes, though always kind and loving, will be a bit more tired by life, a little less filled with the spark that made Sherry exactly what she has always been. Our Rock in this mad stream of living.
Sherry needs, for just a little bit.. or even a long bit, for US to be her rock. I feel honored to be one who can offer that Rockitude to her, and I do. I am, and have always been, her Friend and her Fool.
I sing her mother up.
Rev. Cjb
House of the Singing waters.
Sherry is losing her mother. Now, Sherry and I go way back to where she first introduced herself to me and my first reaction to her was to be condescending. From that moment to now, I have loved her as a sister, a lover, a near-wife (she was smart enough not to marry me), a friend, and now, as a part of my heart and soul.
Sherry has been the rock for a number of us, because she worked very hard to be supportive. She never pointed fingers that I saw and attempted to see the sides of all stories, even if the stories contained elements that brought her personal and emotional pain.
Sherry is a person that deserves the very best, not because she's a perfect person, but because she strives to be, continously in her heart. She gets tired, she gets sick, she gets worn out and down by life, but by God, she goes on and on and feels badly if she cannot give her 110 percent to the aid of her family, friends and loved ones.
Right now, she's hurting, and she'll be hurting for a while. She lost her sister last year to the Reaper, and is loosing her momma to the same person even as I write this. It sucks to lose so much in so short a time. No.. it more than sucks.. it seems incredibly unfair that this should be happening to her.
Her mother has always been in her life, as all of ours are. The guiding force behind a great many decisions and a support when needed. Her mother was a MOM. Not a force to be reckoned with, or a force to be denied. Her mother will continue to be in her life, even as the years go on.
Sherry will continue. She is much stronger than even she believes, and she will go on. It is a sad thing that her laughter, for the next few months, or years, will contain just a little less light, a little less joy, and her eyes, though always kind and loving, will be a bit more tired by life, a little less filled with the spark that made Sherry exactly what she has always been. Our Rock in this mad stream of living.
Sherry needs, for just a little bit.. or even a long bit, for US to be her rock. I feel honored to be one who can offer that Rockitude to her, and I do. I am, and have always been, her Friend and her Fool.
I sing her mother up.
Rev. Cjb
House of the Singing waters.
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Date: 2005-03-26 04:03 am (UTC)